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*Genre:* [Lesbian Sex Story](https://storyva.com/stories/lesbian/)
I’m involved in the most passionate affair of my life. It takes place every day at lunch. You see, my lover and I work together at the same company and each day, we go over to her apartment for lunch. Instead of eating lunch though, we make love. I can’t think of anything I like more than her tasty pussy or her luscious tits.
We do see each other after hours and on weekends, but for some reason, the lunch time [sex](https://storyva.com/stories/sex) seems sweeter and more intense.I mean, on a Saturday, we can spend hours and hours in bed,licking and sucking each other until we can’t move, and that is wonderful. But during the week, when we only have an hour or so,it’s like we’re in heat the minute we get in the door.
I get off just looking at Sylvia. At five-foot-ten, she’s much taller than I am, with long, rounded legs, wide hips and long blonde hair. Her breasts are small, 34-B, and they look almost too small for the rest of her body, but it doesn’t matter.Her [pussy](https://storyva.com/stories/pussy-vagina/) is covered with the same beautiful blond hair that cascades over her shoulders, and is always fresh-tasting.
She’s quite a contrast to me. I’m only five-foot-three and very thin. My tits are tiny – in fact, I almost never wear a bra. My brunette hair is cut short. My legs are very slim, my hips are narrow, and my pussy is covered by a sparse carpet of black hair. I sometimes think I must look like a boy from the rear, but Sylvia says I’m the sexiest woman she’s ever known.
Since she and I became lovers, our sex life has progressed from the first, gentle touches, to some full-blown [lovemaking](https://storyva.com/stories/romance/) that shakes the rafters. As time went on, I began to think it couldn’t get any better, but then, without any warning, Sylvia would introduce something new and I’d come even more, cream even louder, and [love](https://storyva.com/stories/love/) her more deeply. I think last week was the crowning achievement of our relationship. In fact, every time I think about what we did, I get wet.
It was Tuesday, about 11:30, and we were getting things put away before going to her apartment. She turned to me with a shy smile on her face and stared into my eyes. “I’ve got something special waiting for you,” she whispered, careful that no-one was near. I glanced around and then looked at her. “What is it?””You’ll just have to trust me, I think you’re going to love it.” With that, she turned to finish her work, leaving me to ponder what she might have in store. My pussy quivered in anticipation and I could feel the wetness starting.
We walked out to the parking lot and climbed into her car.The five-minute ride to her apartment seemed interminable, but a tlast, we walked in and tossed our coats and stuff onto the couch.We were in each others arms instantly and she bent down so I could kiss her. Her warm lips pressed against mine. Her hands moved over my back, rubbing softly, and then came around front and began to unbutton my blouse. She pulled my shirt off,exposing my breasts and knelt before me, kissing and licking the pliant mounds. I moaned quietly as her skilled tongue and lips drove my breasts crazy and brought my nipples to full hardness.
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